I've written to you before
when I have traced goodbyes across
the lines of my palms... except at those
times, I didn't have any reason to
see you go and even though I knew
this day would come, I was never ready
to watch you leave because this time
you would mean it and you won't come
back and nothing feels right anymore
when the world has ripped someone
who has lived so long in your heart
from the gates of your rib cage and
all I feel now is broken bones and
winter's cold because you were the
one who had always commented on
how tall I had grown and you were the
one who had always kept me warm
when I was lost in a storm and you were
the one who told me to keep on smiling
because I was still young and my laugh
lines haven't shown and I know I am rambling
but I don't know how else to tell you I miss you.
I wish we lived in a world where fathers
were not snatched from their little girls
because this is all too cruel for me to take.
YOU ARE READING
I Love You.
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